Did I Just Become the Villain for Leaving a Group Trip Over a Ridiculous Hotel Room Fight?
It was supposed to be the perfect getaway—five of us, a week in a gorgeous beach resort, finally unwinding after months of stress. But thanks to one ridiculous argument over hotel rooms, I ended up leaving a group trip booking an early flight home.
Now, my friends are calling me petty. But am I really the bad guy here?
The Setup: Group Trips Are a Gamble
Traveling with friends is always a mix of excitement and potential disaster. I knew this. I was prepared. What I wasn’t prepared for was getting treated like an afterthought the moment we arrived.
We booked a stunning beachfront Airbnb with three bedrooms—two with ocean views, one smaller with no windows. I assumed we’d randomly assign rooms, maybe draw straws.
Nope.
The “Room Selection” Disaster
The moment we walked in, my two coupled-up friends immediately claimed the big ocean-view rooms, barely acknowledging the discussion. That left me and our other single friend, Matt, with the last option.
Matt, ever the smooth talker, casually said, “I get claustrophobic, so I need a window.”
And just like that, I was stuck with the glorified storage closet.
I tried to push back. “Wait, so I get this room while you all enjoy the view?”
Matt shrugged. “You don’t mind, right?”
At that moment, I had a choice: make a scene or pretend it didn’t bother me. I chose the latter.
The Breaking Point
That night, I tossed and turned in my tiny, airless room while my friends laughed on the balcony, sipping cocktails. The FOMO was unbearable.
The next morning, I tried again. “Hey, can we maybe switch rooms halfway through? Just to be fair?”
The response? Eye rolls. Actual eye rolls.
“Oh my god, it’s just a room.”
“Why are you making this a thing?”
That was it. I decided I wasn’t making this a thing anymore—because I was leaving.
The Fallout
I found a cheap flight, packed my bags, and told them, “Hey, I’m heading out early. Enjoy the trip.”
Cue the outrage. “Wait, what? You’re actually leaving?”
“You’re being ridiculous.”
“You just wasted all that money over a hotel room?”
But I was already gone. And honestly? No regrets.
The Internet’s Verdict
“Nope. Group trips should be fair, and your friends sound selfish.”
“I mean… it was just a room. But also, I get why you were upset.”
“You should’ve fought harder for a better room instead of leaving.”
“The fact that they didn’t even try to compromise is telling.”
“You didn’t overreact—they just didn’t respect you.”
Final Verdict
So, did I completely overreact by leaving, or was this trip doomed from the start?
Let me know—did I just become the villain, or did my friends set me up to fail?
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